Often find my self coming back to this song. Incredible 

Woke up in a daze;
So mingles light with shade 
In the stillness of the tomb,
When Morning stands guard ’side my room,
And lifts the gloom,
But bears me away from you. 

So begins another day,
Which as your lingering presence fades,
Will in a vacant heart resume
The weary waste of love unused –
O, and my dearest wish again refused,
Remembering how we’d kiss and waste the afternoons,
Yes! This life of longing is a life abused.

You would rise while I would sleep,
The watch your faithful eyes did keep
Was the measure of a soul
Made generous by the wisdom it holds;
Tender and hopeful and whole,
And so I slept, troubled not by dreams at all.
  
Soon I would stir and meet your gaze,
Where now its lingering presence fades,
Back to the grave your ghost exhumed;
This weary waste of love unused –
O, and my dearest wish again refused,
Remembering how we’d kiss and waste the afternoons,
Yes! This life of longing is a life abused:
This weary waste of love, of love, unused.

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Woke up in a daze

Led by the song-writing partnership of Alasdair Dow (lead vocals, guitar and lyrics) and Matthew Pope (vocals and piano), Forshaw and Reid make alternative-folk-jazz and use their mothers' maiden-names because they sound better than the default. We try to write mellifluous, dramatic songs with romantic melodies and vocal harmonies which evolve from simple canvases for the lyrics into more complex arrangements.

Woke up in a daze

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